Les qualités sont les médailles
Les défauts sont les faux pas
Entre les deux , il y a l'acceptation
In Between What i can control and what i can't , It is destiny and karma.
Mirror of return
His lips would be the last i want to kiss
His scent would be the last i want to breathe
His voice the last i want to hear
My words to you would be the last of me
In a last attempt that you would love me back .
" I love you "
La planète m'accueille à bras ouverts
La terre m'héberge les pieds au sol
La lune m'incite à l'imaginaire
Le soleil me réchauffe la nuque
mais le ciel lui , me maudit le coeur...
I see and feel underneath what is showing
Im just this way of knowing without words
Drawn into the silences
Drawn into energies ...that travels to me
When a person calls , i show up.....it is my calling ...
I will be there ..for you ..
I was born in a time away from you...
You were born when i became a woman...
I want to finish my days with someone...
You need to discover yourself through ..
I often think of my last breath...
You think of your first few ones....of Love...
Words and songs are all you left me with..
Hard feelings of loving you...
My passionnate heart in the misty days
In the wind i go where you are ... naked..
My Song for You...
You within me....my words...i sang ....
I want to Walk naked through the winds of the Night
..under a moon full of Light.
What is extraordinary is rare..
It can be hidden in the smallest corners of the world!
I do not exist in this world
On this planet
In this life
I do not exist in your eyes
In your hearts
In your lives
I am roaming like a shadow
Like a ghost
I do not exist
Only parts of me wanders around space...
Living in fragments
In the obscur.
Obscur way of life.
The only thing i could think about was your eyes and mouth.
Thinking of how you must feel once again.
A need to get lost with your lips ...
Kissing the silver lining of you...
Escape the dark into your stars...into your sky ....into your planet...
When you left .....i died that day.
No singing birds....
No notes to songs....
Just the plain nature ...empty and sad.
And then he kissed me..
From eyes of roses
to a gentle print...
..on my lips of burning fires..
If you feel my love is suffocating you. ..
It is that you don't see that it is unconditional.
No bottom ...to touch
underneath my layers ..
My soul is the universe under my skin. ..
No end. ..No pit.
Perhaps love exist either way ..
Without consent and approval .
Without conscience and acknowledgement.
Discovering a person is a time of pleasure and rejoice..
To cherish a person is a time of Loving...
I was gone.
In a search outside myself.
Where true love was found inside myself.